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Not me thinking of Xavier....

thinking about men who would do pushups with you lying beneath them, so everytime they push down on their arms, their lips brush against yours ♡

"hi," he says out breathlessly, his thin silver chain dangling close to your face.

"hi." you reply out with a small giggle, lying still as if you are about to get mummified.

He lets out a soft breathy sound, "hah..." pushing himself up, your eyes moving to muscles taughtening in his arms.

You’re sort of trapped, with his hands caging parallel to the sides of your face, his legs trapping yours till you almost feel bad how he is controlling his arms from by mistake collapsing upon you.

“You’re making this so difficult for me, pretty.” He says, but doesn’t ask you to move, he’s enjoying this way too much, and he can’t lie, this angle always makes you look gorgeous.

“You’re not complaining.” You hum out, poking his cheek.

“M’not.” He replies, pecking on your lips as he lowers himself down and goes back up.

up. down. *kiss* up. down. *kiss* up. down.

“So spoiled...” He whispers out under his breath before lowering himself down completely, his thighs folded as he leans over you, cradling your head in his arms— your lips collide messily.

“Thinking of another workout now.”

Gojo, Toji, Hanma, Draken, Kakucho, Rindou, Shinichiro, Wakasa, Kuroo, Atsumu , Kageyama, Oikawa, Kaiser, Sae, Rin, Chigiri, Aiku

im sickkkkkk 😣

#xavier #love and deepspace #sleepy light baby

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Sir Terry Pratchett: on writing Good Omens with Neil Gaiman

I love the whole interview but this little snippet most of all:

Terry: “You can usually bet, and I’m sure Neil Gaiman would say the same thing, that, uh, if I go into a bookstore to do a signing and someone presents me with three books, the chances are that one of them is going to be a very battered copy of Good Omens; and it will smell as if it’s been dropped in parsnip soup or something in and it’s gone fluffy and crinkly around the edges and they’ll admit that it’s the fourth copy they’ve bought”.

You can never own enough Good Omens copies.

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jon gets a new shirt

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God, look at him. Just... hnnngh.

This show was made to pander to me and me only. Well, maybe a couple of my buddies too, but I am the big winner here.

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He is soft boy

Elrond gazing longingly at Durin, 01 x 07

requested by anon

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obsessed with how tidy he keeps his hair around Gil Galad versus the floppy hair in Khazad Dum. look at this

Gil Galad is like that grandmother who pulls kids close and combs their hair until they yell

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It me

Bitches saw elrond with messy hair and a bit of dirt on his face and went CRAZY and im not blaming them because im one of them

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My baby, the love of my life

he’s my buttercup seahorse schmoopy doodle he's my sugarboo he's my best friend he's my sunshine my baby my love

#rop #lotr #rings of power #lord of the rings #rop!elrond #elrond #robert aramayo

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TOKYO REVENGERS MEN AND RINGS !

⚠️ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+. ⚠️

What happens when you gift your boyfriend a set of rings?

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: shinichiro sano, sanzu haruchiyo, kokonoi hajime, mitsuya takashi, draken (ken ryuguji), taiju shiba

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: gn!reader, mitsuya's draken's and taiju's contain suggestive themes and/or NSFW, breath play, gagging, male masturbation, implied abuse in taiju’s if you squint

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 would absolutely beam at you once his slender digits pluck the lid off of the oblong box you handed him. “For me, baby?” he asks as if he didn’t already know the answer to that question. He slides them onto each finger with care, and marvels at how the light catches on the metal. Tenderly, he reaches a hand out to caress the side of your face. You think to yourself that the coldness of the rings could never triumph over the warmth your boyfriend’s smile casts over you.

“Thank you, honey. I love them.”

With an eyebrow arched, 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 delicately picks up the jewelry, turning it to inspect each detail that went into the production of such fine art. He trails a fingertip along the chains that hang from each ring. Blue eyes then flicker to your face, boring into your own. “Aw, you shouldn’t have,” your lover croons as he puts them on. Like Shinichiro, he brings a ringed hand to your cheek. Unlike Shinichiro, he runs the pads of his fingers over your lips, and when you part them slightly he takes the opportunity to shove them down your throat, effectually making you gag. Drool overflows from the corners of your mouth and tears well up in your eyes as Sanzu’s deceptively gentle smile morphs into a smirk that promised much fun to come.

“Because now you’ve gotten me all excited. I’ll meet you in our bedroom in five.”

It’s Christmas, and you coincidentally happen to purchase the same ring set for 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨 as he does for you. You both laugh at how you know each other’s taste so well. “Shall we?” he inquires. You nod, following the way he carefully puts on each ring. He flashes a grin at you before clasping one hand with one of yours together, the other pulling you in around the waist. You share a bruising kiss; resulting in Koko breaking it only to brush them against your ear as he whispers sweetly.

“Merry Christmas, my dear angel.”

You oftentimes missed your significant other as he was now a world renowned fashion designer, he had to fly all over the planet for work and to attend fashion shows. So as a parting and congratulatory gift for his latest success and trip, you decided to buy him and you a matching ring set. 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚’𝐬 lavender hues go wide and round when he gets past the tissue paper and opens the velveteen case. He wastes no time in sitting back on his king-sized bed with his trousers and boxers shoved down his legs, rings in place, and hand stroking his throbbing length. He imagines it’s your hand, the same hand that you showed off to him on FaceTime with the same rings that’s pleasuring him and he moans.

“You’re doing so good for me my love... Don’t stop until daddy can cum all over that gorgeous face of yours, okay?”

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 can’t stop the corners of his mouth from upturning when he lays eyes on the contents of the package you hand him. With hands worthy of those of a ring model’s, he gingerly wears the set you picked out just for him. He admires them briefly before turning you to face the body-length mirror. “Mmn babe, you didn’t have to buy me these just because I commented on them once...” he softly says as he ghosts his fingers underneath your shirt. They reach your quickly pebbling nipples, then they make their way down to your nether region. Your towering partner pulls your back flush to his chest, and you mewl at the applied pressure to your suddenly exposed hole.

“I bet the ridges of these rings would feel amazing within those cute walls of yours. Wanna test my theory out?”

Unamused. That’s what 𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐣𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚 looked like right now. Your heart sinks. You were so hopeful that your apology gift would satisfy your hulk of a boyfriend, all for it to dissipate into nothing when he shifts his unamused expression from his ringed hands to the fear in your face. “I-I thought they’d look pretty on you, Taiju...” you meekly stutter. He barks out a laugh you weren’t expecting while his hands find themselves surrounding your bare neck, squeezing tighter with each passing second.

“I think they look prettier like this. What? Don’t tell me you really thought this would get you out of your punishment. On the bed, face down, ass up.”

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A New Home

With Haitani Ran, Terano South (Minami), Shiba Taiju, Draken

Notes: your parents kick you out, hurt/comfort. Some cuss words. Taiju carries his own warning, as does South.

Part 2

Ran:

Ran was officially upset. He had been notified hours ago about you being kicked out by your parents. Why hadn’t you called him yet? Did you not trust him? Did you not think he was good enough to take care of you? Why hadn’t you called him?

“Just go find her.” Rindou was officially tired of Ran’s pacing.

Ran opened his mouth to reply to his brother when a message appeared on his phone. <your girl checked into a motel a few blocks away> Ran sneered as he reread the message before walking to the door, slamming it shut behind him with his frustration. Getting your room number upon arrival had been stupidly easy, the receptionist had been shaking in fear when he demanded it.

Ran, if he was being honest with himself, hadn’t thought this far ahead. He had no idea what he was going to say to you but here he was, fist hammering away at your door. He wasn’t expecting you to answer with red eyes and tear stains on your face. One sniffle was all it took for him to shove his way into your room, slamming the door before pulling you to his chest. Ran let you cry for several minutes, let your tears soak into his shirt, all the while rubbing circles on your back.

“Why didn’t you call me?” Ran asked, voice soft when your sobs turned to hiccups.

“They took my phone, and I knew you’d come find me.” You say between sniffles, head still tucked into his chest.

And now Ran hates himself. If he had gotten over his pride sooner about not being called then he could have gotten you out of this dinghy motel sooner.

“C’mon, grab your stuff, you’re coming home with me.” Ran says, pulling you around the tiny room to grab your bag before leading you out to his bike.

“You sure?” You ask as the two of you walk into Ran’s room.

“Never been more sure of anything.” Ran replies, giving you his usual over confident smirk before softening and kissing the top of your head.

South:

Whatever South was expecting when he was picking you up, this was not it. He could hear you arguing and your parents yelling and just as he raised his fist to knock the door it was flung open and South caught you as your mother shoved you out along with a duffle bag.

“Are you okay?” South asked, watching as you tried to wipe the tears from your face before shaking your head no.

South simply pulled the duffle bag off your shoulder and over his own before leading you away from your parent’s home. The drive back to his apartment was filled with your muffled cries and the sound of his bike making the startling silence of his living space a shock. As soon as he locked the door behind the two of you, South dragged you over to his couch and pulled you down on top of him holding you close until you finished crying.

“Do you want to talk about it?” South asked, gently running his thumb up and down the back of your neck.

“Not right now.” You mumble, your face pressed against the skin of his neck.

South hums an agreement to your response and continues to hold you, only separating briefly to order takeout while you disappear into his bathroom to splash some cold water on your face. During your absence South made a quick call for delivery before rejoining you on the couch, turning on the TV and handing you the remote.

“Minami, what am I gonna do?” Your voice cracks and a fresh wave of tears lines your lashes.

“You’re gonna stay here and let me take care of you. You don’t have to worry about anything.” South pulls you closer

It’s hours later when South leaves you tucked into his bed, he didn’t want to leave but your parents were going to learn that making you cry was unacceptable.

Taiju:

Taiju was pissed, more so than normal, because he had been forced to cancel his plans with you to deal with a rival gang. Now, you weren’t answering your phone and Taiju was about to blow a fuse. Only to fully lose his temper after tripping over his siblings shoes scattered in front of the door.

“What the fuck is going on?” Taiju seethed as he rounded the corner into the living room, only to stop short at the sight in front of him. Yuzuha was holding an ice pack to your face while Hakkai was wringing his hands in the background. All three of you were staring at him.

“Someone better start explaining. Now.” Taiju could feel himself losing every bit of patience as the three of you continued to stare at him.

“We didn’t do it! We were walking home when we saw her old man slap her and I kind of recognized her from the picture in your room..” Hakkai trailed off when Taiju focused his glare on him before looking back at you. You had lowered your eyes again and now that he was really looking at you Taiju could see the bruise forming under the ice pack. Taiju sighs, doing his best to manage his temper before speaking.

“You two go away.” Taiju says after a moment, waiting until both left the room before kneeling in front of you.

“Tai-“ you try to explain only to stop when he gently moves the ice pack from your face.

“Did he hit you anywhere else?” Taiju asked, getting a better look at the bruise before returning the ice pack to your face.

“No, I’m sorry fo-“

“Do not. Do not apologize. You’re supposed to call me when your dad is like this.” Taiju said, looking you over for any other injuries despite what you said.

“My phone died and I had just gotten home. They threw me out.”

Taiju freezes, “They what?”

“They kicked me out. My dad said I can’t ever go back.” This statement brings tears to your eyes.

Taiju sighs again, though this time it is mostly to remind himself to breathe and that yelling would not be helpful at this moment.

“Come on, we can figure everything out tomorrow.” Taiju stands and pulls you up from the couch, leading you to his room to get you something to wear before gently pushing you into the bathroom. After making sure you’re in the shower, Taiju knocks on both his siblings' doors.

“You two will stay home tomorrow and keep y/n company. Please.” Taiju states, arms crossed.

“He said please!” Hakkai was almost as awed as he was afraid.

“Would you like me to take it back?” Taiju growled, patience thin.

Hakkai shook his head no hard enough to give himself whiplash while Yuzuha asked, “Where are you gonna be?”

“Getting y/n’s stuff.” Taiju responded gruffly before walking away.

If Taiju had looked behind him he would have seen the shocked looks on his siblings’ faces but that was for another time. He was almost back in his room before he paused and looked over his shoulder.

“Hakkai, you come in my room again and you’ll be in trouble.”

Draken:

“Kenny boy! You have a visitor!” One of the girl’s voices sang cheerily through his door, accompanied by the sound of giggling.

Draken expected to see Mikey or Mitsuya or even Takemichi. He did not expect to see y/n with a watery smile being hugged on by at least four prostitutes.

“What’s going on here?” Draken asked as he pulled you into his room, taking in the tears on your lashes and the bag over your shoulder.

“My mom and I are fighting again. Do- do you think I could stay a few days? Just until things settle down?” You ask, suddenly finding the floor very interesting.

Draken simply pulled your bag off your shoulder before hugging you, “You can stay as long as you need.”

You had been staying with Draken for a few days now, he was currently at a Toman meeting while you stayed in his room with the door locked. He had been very adamant about keeping the door locked. Draken hadn’t expected to get back, a bit later than he planned, to find you crying.

“What’s wrong?” Draken asked, rushing to your side.

“My mom said since I’m acting like a whore I might as well stay here for good.” You reply, sniffling as Draken pulls you closer.

Draken lets you sob into his chest for what feels like hours.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be okay.” Draken murmurs when you start to calm down.

“We?”

“Yeah dummy. We will be okay.” Draken kisses the top of your head.

“Does that mean I can call you Kenny boy?”

“No.”

The giggle you let you brings a smile to Draken’s face, placing another kiss on top of your head. Everything would be okay.

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FEELS GOOD TO BE THE BAD GUY

ft. baji, taiju, ran, draken

tags. basic smut, mention of cervix fucking, size kink, mention of blood + fear play, slapping

note. hii i finished my exams yesterday more time to write 😚 title from peaches by kai

BAJI

keisuke never thought about his physicality until adulthood. until he really looked in the mirror and saw himself. sharp teeth and sharp eyes and all sharp angles. like he could eat a pretty lil thing right up. he’s the big bad wolf, it’s no wonder girls get a little scared of him— his brutish ways, heavy hands and bruised knuckles. his ma taught him to treat girls delicately, but sometimes he doesn’t mean to get so rowdy. laugh so loud. kiss so rough. fuck so hard.

but you - well you like ‘em a little mean. you’re softer than the breezy linen you wear, sweeter than that strawberry lipgloss you don and prettier than any jewel that twinkles on the chain adorning your neck. today, you’ve switched it out for something else, and as he fucks you - mean and hard and rough and passionate all at once - his initials glitter against your skin. the golden letters of ‘BK’ clatter into one another as your tits bounce up and down with the force of his thrusts.

his pace is relentless, cock throbbing and pulsing as it kisses your cervix. the pain is honeyed but the pleasure that comes with being stretched and stuffed full beyond your limits, his calloused fingers on your clit. there’s no need to worry when it comes to you. keisuke knows you can take whatever he dishes out.

TAIJU

there’s something therapeutic about watching your tits bounce up and down as you struggle to take taiju’s cock, thighs quivering as your hands grip onto his broad shoulders tight. he’s laying back, enjoying the view, a soft grunt escaping his lips when you sink down to take him fully - you whine sweetly, and he drinks the noise in like it’s nectar straight from the gods.

you’re tiny. the more he looks at you, the more his disbelief settles deep inside - your cunt gaping as it takes him. but he likes this. likes being big and strong and hard to handle. taiju finds satisfaction in the struggle you face when fitting his cock into your little hole, or even sucking him off - to get past halfway is quite a feat for you. it’s this carnal desire that fuels his need for you, and when he’s able to watch you - the fire is quelled, the hunger satisfied.

“tai…ju…” even his name is hard to utter in this state, and it’s cute, when you need his help - some assistance as your legs have gotten tired and you’ve gone back to being his lazy little princess.

RAN

justification is not needed when it comes to ran. he does bad shit for the sake of it. he can’t explain it. he just wants to do it cause he can. and then it’s you— and then you give him meaning. make him feel all mushy and gross, make him feel like a big, strong man when he holds you at night.

“you’re scared of me, aren’t you?” ran asks when he looks into your bambi eyes, wide and watery, lashes fluttering and wet with tears. there’s blood dripping down his temple, some on his fingers, there’s no sign of injury so it’s someone else’s.

“i’m not,” you shake your head, retaliate in your shaky voice and allow him to undo the crushed velvet ribbons which hold the front of your nightdress together. “i love you.” you add quietly, a soft sigh falling as his blood-stained fingers find your bare cunt, the pads of his fingers pressing to your slit and circling your clit.

“you’d let me do anything, wouldn’t you?” ran whispers, but the way your pussy clenches around his ringed fingers is enough of an answer.

DRAKEN

“you’re not a bad guy at all,” you reassure ken almost every night, when he silently wonders if he is simply not good enough for you - you’re the beauty and he’s the beast. he feels as if he might crush you with a single touch. as if he should treat you delicately. “I love you, ken,” you coo, and tug him to lay on top of you.

you don’t mind the weight - in fact you seem to enjoy it. your lips are swollen when he pulls away from a kiss, spit dripping down your chin - and fuck, you’re already so ruined. you don’t mind when he gropes your tits a little too harsh, you moan sweetly and your toes curl and you beg him to do more. hit you more. slap you and throw you around like a doll.

and who is he to say no? what you ask for, you’ll get. draken no longer frets over hurting you, instead you take it like a good girl, knees pulled to your chest as his cock pounds into your - the wet slap of his balls against your cunt.

#ran x reader #ran smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #tr smut #baji smut #baji x reader #taiju smut #taiju x reader #draken smut #draken x reader

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers icons #taiju #taiju shiba #taiju icons #taiju shiba icons #tokyo revengers taiju

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Taiju being jealous over the toy that he bought it for y/n 😩👌💞

(Credits:ninjin104[Twitter])

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers scenarios #taiju x y/n #taiju x reader #taiju headcanons

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WAKASA

Wakasa “White Leopard” Imaushi

+ natural hair colors… for science

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THAT'S MY WIFE

i can’t change the facts, but if it’s a choice between the cold, hard truth and blissful unawareness, I’ll take the former.

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REVENGE OF THE SITH (2005) OBI-WAN KENOBI (2022)